Chapter 1

Early morning of July 31, in muggle London, in a small town called Surrey.

The sun is just starting to make its presence felt and the cold morning air still hangs in the air.

"BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ"

"Damn it, it's too freakin early to get up."

"BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ"

"OK, OK, I'm up, I'm up"

"BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ"

A pillow went sailing through the air.

... Silence

"Damn clock"

She sat up and stretched getting some very delicious cracks. She's too tired to get up, 'what the hell is she doing here anyway.' Sometimes she cant even remember anymore.

"GINNY!" a blond guy walks in. "Oh good you're up, could you take over for a while. I need to pick up something for the kids, school starts in a few days and I still haven't been able to buy some of their stuff."

"Sure thing Jacob." She mumbled while yawning. "Just give me few minutes to freshen up." She stood up and walked to a small bathroom.

"Hey your mom flued last night, she said that you're Brother Charlie is visiting this weekend and wants to know if you want to come over."

"You know I can't. They're angry enough that I'm stuck here with you, and I can't give them any good explanation why." She shouted from inside the bathroom.

"Well you could always tell them that we're living together." He teased.

"Yeah they'd love that." She retorted, walking out of the bathroom with a wet towel on her shoulder. "Go on then and hurry back will you."

"Yes dear."

"Bugger off." She heard the small pop of his apparition a few seconds later.

She walked into the living room and sat down; she's got some work to do.

She felt a sudden change in the air, then she heard a loud shrilling sound indicating that the wards she'd setup in the area has been breached.

A few blocks down the road.

A speeding sports car came barreling down the lane. The silver Aston Martin DBS screeched to a stop in front of the opposite house from her window.

All of a sudden there was a hail of high caliber gun shots coming from the house. The shiny car was reduced to scrap metal in seconds.

She stood up furiously. "Damn who the hell is that guy?" she ran into the fire place.

"Department of Magical Law Enforcement." She shouted. "Kingsley something's going on I need back up immediately."

"What's going on Ginevra?" The man asked.

"Some maniac just got himself killed by playing cocky with the Russians. And don't you call me by that name Shacklebolt."

"Alright I'll send a squad there now, sit tight Ginny."

She ran back to the window. The smoking remains of the pitiful car were scattered all over the front porch.

She was suddenly frozen on the spot. Right in the middle of the rubble was a tall man in a black suite, the man dusted himself off, apparently unscathed. She felt the anti apparition and anti portkey wards came in place.

"Demitri, I'm giving you 2 minutes to come out. Don't let me come inside and get you." The man shouted, she heard the slight amusement from his voice.

Another barrage of gunfire was thrown at the man. She watched in awe as he erected a shield in front of him and weathered the onslaught. Wizard shields work best in stopping spells, the best that you can expect when using them against a muggle fire arm was a brief distraction on the muggle's part. Modern wizard assassins chose these crude muggle weapons to achieve their dirty jobs. But this guy is using a shield to stop a whole bunch of them.

"Alright, don't tell me I didn't give you a chance." He bends down and touches his palms flat into the ground. Ginny could feel a huge amount of magic building in the air. She watched transfixed as the ground started to shake and large sharp spikes came jutting out into the direction of the house.

The whole house was shattered in seconds, in its place where hundreds of 15 foot tall solid spikes. In the middle of the house was a visibly shaking Boris Demitri, the 2nd most notorious assassin in modern era. He is trapped inside a dozen spikes but still alive.

She ran outside and pointed her wand towards the man. "In the name of the Ministry of Magic, I command you to stand down, you are under arrest for assault and gross negligence resulting to damaged property and magic use in a muggle area" she said shakily.

She was relieved when she heard the distinct pops of the apparition. The Aurors sent by Kingsley have finally arrived.

The man turns around and looks directly into her eye. That's when she noticed the insignia pinned into the collar of his suit. She abruptly lowers her wand.

"I'm terribly sorry sir; I didn't know who you were." She felt his gaze and can't seem to bring herself to look up and meet his eyes.

"No harm done Officer, I'm here for this man; he is a high priority on our list. This is a national emergency code 3, this man has vital information and this is the first time we have him in one place long enough for us to make a move." The man responded.

"We understand sir, but we would have appreciated it if we were given sufficient warning." She said in a low voice, almost a growl. "We have mobilized quite a force because of this incident. We could have prevented the mountains of paperwork." She added.

"Again my apologies, I simply have no time to notify the proper department, and we really can't risk this man from disappearing again."

One of the Aurors came forward. "We need your identification badge sir, Ministry procedure."

"No problem." He withdrew a thin metal bar from his back pocket and handed it to the Auror. "I am Major Harry James Potter of the Ministry's War Mage."

The lead Auror was frozen in place after checking the badge. "You're the Elemental alchemist of the 14th Battalion, you're from Hellion are you?" the lead Auror asked shakily.

The war mage knotted his brows. "Well some guys in the squad calls me that sometimes."

"Oh my, it's a pleasure meeting you sir. You're work with the Yorkshire terrorist block was legendary." He spluttered.

Ginny listened to all the talk; she noticed that the man was clearly uncomfortable with all the attention.

She interrupted. "Major Potter, I am Auror Ginevra Weasley. I am in charge of this operation, well since the suspect is already apprehended, would you mind coming with me to the department, I'd like to talk to you about some things regarding the suspect. It would only be for a few minutes." She said with as much authority as she can master, she was surprised when he accepts. She knew for a fact that he out ranks her many times over. The guy even outranks her boss.

"No problem miss, I'd like to talk to Kingsley as well. It's been a while since the last time I came to visit him."

"McLeannon, secure the suspect and bring him to the ministry cell block. Mr. Potter can pick him up later." She ordered the Squad leader.

"Aye Ma'am."

She turned back to Harry. "Shall we Mr. Potter?"

He turns around and waved his hand, a red sinister looking rope wraps itself around the captive. He bends over again and touched the ground, after a few second all the spikes retreated back into the ground. She heard a couple of gasps and low whistle from the other Aurors.

"Quite impressive Major." She said.

"Ah please just call me Harry. I don't really like formalities." he smiled.

She was mesmerized by the smile; she unconsciously looked up and stared directly into his eyes. She felt her head float, and have to focus her full concentration just to make sure her knee dont buckle. 'Damn he's cute.'

"Shall we then?" he asked.

She took another minute to stabilize herself before she nodded.

She gave a half salute to the remaining Aurors and disapparated on the spot.

They arrived in the Ministry's Lobby, the whole building is buzzing with the milling ministry workers coming for work. They walked in silence and she can't help but be conscious of herself. She has a feeling that he's discreetly watching her.

They finally arrive in the office of the head of the Department of Law Enforcement. She talked to the secretary at the front desk for a while and knocked on the heavy office door.

"Come in." they heard someone said from the inside.

"Mr. Shacklebolt, I have Major Harry James Potter of Ministry's War Mages here. He apprehended Demitri earlier, He said he would like to speak with you." She stated.

"Thank you Miss Weasley." Kingsley walked over to them and shook Harry's hand.

"Harry, how are you boy." Kingsley said with much affection.

"I'm doing just fine King. It's you I'm worried about, aren't you getting too old for all this stuff." Harry said with equal warmth.

"Nah, they hardly allow me to do anything anymore. I'm stuck with this awful desk 24/7." He said smiling.

"Yeah, that's too bad."

"So what brings you here to my side of the pond?" Kingsley asked returning to his desk.

Harry took a guarded look towards her and looked back towards Kingsley. The Department Head gave him an acknowledging nod. "She's clear Harry, She's an Order member." This turned her gears on. Ministry business is one thing and Order business is an entirely different matter.